About The Author

I’m nearing thirty and slightly bitter about it. I’ve got opinions on way too many things, am fantastic at making excuses, and probably drink too much. I have a filter but often choose not to use it. I read as much as I can, I’m outdoorsy as much as I’m comfortable, and I drink beer whenever I’m able. I like to cook but I’m not terribly good at it. I’m fantastically liberal, and equally atheist. I’m educated. I swear, and use hyperbole to an extreme extent. I’m short. I have red hair. I make my own beer. I tend to think that when people disagree with me, it’s because they’re not as smart as me. It takes me a while, every time, to realize that this is most likely not the case — the thought simply doesn’t occur to me. I’m unfailingly honest, and get in trouble with it. I like to camp, hike, ride my bike, consummate my evenings with almost any form of whiskey, and ride raptors in my spare time.